Harry: Louis I think we should talk.
Louis: What is it Harry?
Harry: Just listen to me. Don’t say anything okay?
Louis: You are scaring me.
Harry: I don’t know why I’m still waiting,
I don’t know why I’m still searching.
Harry: Who am I to say you need me? Who am I to say so love me?
Louis: Why are you saying this?
Harry: I can’t do this anymore! I can’t be without you. You know this. And you are still with her. Louis I’m done. Goodbye Louis
Well, seeing my other Larry Stylinson fanfic got a decent amount of notes, I figured I’d post the other one I have written as well.
And hope the Directioners won’t kill me for it.Anywho! Like I said the last time, if this is not your thing, don’t click the “Read More” button.
If it is, however, click it and enjoy!
And please don’t kill me afterwards.
So I made a photoset thingy a long time ago and never put it together, anyway it’s called “I’m Pretty Fucking Sure Niall Was a Baby Monkey in His Past Life.” …enjoy
when you get a test back and realize that you read a question wrong